Post by perry on Apr 30, 2006 0:44:53 GMT
Went out this morning. Weather man said it was going to be a beautifull day temps up in the sixties, blue sky and fish for all. So I got up at five and looked at the themometer...28 degree's. Looked out the window and the truck is buried under a layer of frost twelve feet thick. I can still do this. We got to the river, climbed out of the truck and said..."Holy &*$%#!!!" But, that's why the gods invented long underwear and 5 mil neoprene. After a couple of casts I found that I couldn't cast. I thought perhaps it was just because my fingers were too numb to grip the rod, then I noticed that all my guides were iced up. So we started running up and downstream looking for a patch of water in the sun. It didn't even have to be good water, just in the sun. The river we were fishing is bordered on both sides by high granite cliffs and I'm pretty sure the sun will eventually get down there...in july. The floods we had here last October were absolutely incredible, we were looking around at the surrounding land and it looked like a wasteland. The rivers are mostly freestone to begin with, and now they've been scoured out like they went through a giant toilet flush. No vegative left matter anywhere, no insect life on the bottom and no bait fish. In some places the river carved out entirely new courses, in others, the river is almost unrecognizable and wider by fifty yards or more, and looks like something out of a hollywood disaster movie, all rubble and crash.
The day did turn out to be spectacular after all, spring has sprung, fiddleheads everywhere, no black flies and blue sky for everyone. Although we didn't catch anything today, it didn't matter a bit. I'm really looking forward to watching these destroyed rivers come back to life.
Maybe by June the ice will thaw out of my guides.
The day did turn out to be spectacular after all, spring has sprung, fiddleheads everywhere, no black flies and blue sky for everyone. Although we didn't catch anything today, it didn't matter a bit. I'm really looking forward to watching these destroyed rivers come back to life.
Maybe by June the ice will thaw out of my guides.